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3 Lord, thy commands, are clean and pure,
Give heav'nly light to darken'd eyes;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 4 Give us thy counsel for our guide,
And then receive us to thy bliss ;
1 BEHOLD the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;
And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes
It spreads diviner light,
And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word,
And all thy judginents just !
all men trust.
Are thy directions giv'a;
But find the path to heay'n!
C.M. 1 LORD in the morning thou shalt hear
Our voice ascending high ;
To thee devoutly cry, 2 To that blest world where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Our songs and our complaints. 3 Oft to thy house will we resort,
To taste thy mercies there ;
And worship in thy fear.
In ways of truth and grace!
And plain before our face.
L.M. 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath bless’d
The day to us in mercy giv'n—
The pledge and type of rest in heav'n. 2 This day within thy courts, O Lord !
Thy people love to seek thy face,
3 May we the blest assembly join ;
To God devote the sacred day;
to heav'n and learn the way. 4 May we by ev'ry sabbath
1 LORD of the Sabbath! hear our vows,
On this thy day in this thy house ;
The songs which from thy temple rise. 2 Thine earthly sabbath’s Lord, we love
But there's a nobler rest above,
From sin, from sorrow, and from pain. 3 In thy bless'd kingdom we shall be,
From ev'ry mortal trouble free;
Which there shall rise from ev'ry tongue. 4 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose,
1 WELCOME glad day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise ;
And these rejoicing eyes!
And meets his saints to day,
And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day within the place
Where our bless'd Lord has been,
Of vanity and sin.
In such a frame as this,
Of everlasting bliss.
P.M. 1 SERVANTS of God, awake
To hail this sacred day,
Your grateful homage pay;
2 Upon this happy morn,
The Lord of life arose ;
And vanquish'd all our foes
And reaps the fruit of all his love. 3 All hail! triumphant Lord!
Heav'n with hosannas rings,
Thy praise responsive sings;
L.M. Psalm xcii. 1 SWEET is the work our God and King,
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; To shew thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No earthly cares shall fill our breast;
Like David's harp of solemn sound! 3 Our souls shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless him for his works and word :
How deep thy counsels, how divine. 4 In that eternal world of joy
Shall ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ ;